The Unknown and I

søndag 2. mars 2014

Lately this has been running through my mind: When you open your mouth and bats fly out. This has been the general feeling. When I have felt the words I have spoken, both out loud and silently, they have been bats flapping quietly and blackly.What does it mean? It means exactly what it makes you feel it means. My words have been bats flapping. And connected to the pit of my stomach, which is connected to a rather larger something. All around you, everywhere inside you. At all time. And time itself is part of this which envelops and inhabits you, is you. I am of course these bats that are flapping too. Confusing? Not really, if you don't try to wrap your mind around it. Try your being instead.

Instead of hating the female(s), the girls and women who are tempting our men and teasing their fantasies, join them! Join in on the power that lies in the feminine. Take part in knowing, feeling and showing that power -- cat-like, wolf-like, dragon-like. The Destroyer? Why not. If you wish to be, you have that in you. Vanilla princess? Yes, go ahead. And why stop there? Be what you are, which is endless possibility.

Om meg

This is a good life. Many books are yet unread, many mysteries yet unsolved, great depths of life still undiscovered. I am here to unveil as much of this peculiar existence of mine as possible. And then share some of it with you!